Niu Decao has already made a wishful calculation.

No matter what, when I was in school, I memorized 180 ancient poems.

As long as the other party comes up with the question, it will inevitably fall into the cliché, and when the time comes, he will recite a poem by himself, and the words will not be shocking and endless!

But he forgot that it was flying in the air, in a vast expanse, and there was no cliché subject.

Hyun Mu looked around and said, "Take Qiu Ya as the theme, you can write poems."

It's easy to sing the praises of beautiful women, right?"

Niu Decao immediately went crazy, and the ones he carried were: the bright moonlight in front of the bed, and two pairs of shoes on the ground. This kind of poem uses scenery as a metaphor for mood.

As soon as the other party came up with the question, he was so specific that he was caught off guard.

"Why? No, the poet is not someone who can pretend to be if he wants to. ”

Hyun Mu said sarcastically.

"Who's to say I can't?

Just memorize it in a notebook!

From a distance, the chick is not tall, and there are two big bags bulging on her chest;

One day it will come into my hands, only to see the swelling and not go away!"

The cow was so sloppy that he almost suffocated his internal injuries, and reluctantly made up a few sentences.

After hearing this, Hyun Mu almost fell off the Jiao horse.

"Are you also called poetry? You are simply a quatrain that shakes the past and the present!

No wonder Master asked you to call him big brother, he is a hero and cherishes a hero!

Eagle and bear see the same thing, you are simply a little whirlwind in the literary world, a pressure machine in the poetry world. ”

Hyun Mu complimented.

"Is this all right? This Holy Martial Continent is simply a gathering place for illiterates!

It's no wonder that Chang Bufu has become a master-level literary craftsman. Niu Decao muttered.

Unconsciously, the horses slowed down their flight speed and landed slowly......

"Is this Changjiaao? It's so barren and desolate!

It's not comparable to our fourth-tier cities, how can Chang's hometown be here!

This kid has such a deep routine, it's not like he lives in the countryside!" Niu Decao muttered.

Often dissatisfied, a sense of homesickness swelled up, and the memories of the predecessor merged with himself, remembering the past of his childhood.

"This is a warm soil, and every little grass is singing unwillingly;

Every little flower is fragrant with happiness. ”

Chang muttered unconvinced.

Looking at Changjiaao, the only remaining less than ten households, Chang Jiaao's heart is unusually sad.

I think back then, when my family didn't suffer a catastrophe, how lively it was, although it wasn't a big town.

But people are so optimistic, men are farming and women weaving, and everyone is immersed in a happy atmosphere......

And now, in this depressed and lonely place, inaccessible, I can occasionally see a few people, and the faces are all dazed and helpless.

Chang Bufu stopped a woodcutter who had just come down the mountain and asked, "Dare to ask Brother woodcutter, why is there almost no one left in this Changjiaao now?"

What about the rest of the people?"

The woodcutter looked Chang up and down, and saw that he was richly dressed, and the people who followed him were also well-dressed and outstanding.

Presumably not an ordinary person, he put down the dry firewood behind him and said respectfully: "Little brother, you don't know, this place used to be called Changjiaao!"

But it's long gone by that name!

Chang Jia ...... The people of Changjiaao are all gone. ”

"Where did they go?" Chang asked.

"I've also heard people say that more than ten years ago, there was a group of martial arts masters, and they came here.

said that he wanted to arrest the descendants of the demon clan, and wiped out a whole family named Chang Haoran!

It is said that a lot of things from the demon clan were also confiscated, and other clansmen felt that it was unfair, and they came forward to avenge Chang Haoran's family.

As a result, he was brutally killed by those martial arts people on the spot, which can be described as miserable!

When those martial arts people left, they also put down their words, saying that they would come to Changjiaao to search from time to time in the future!

The rest of the inhabitants called the heavens and the earth unspiritual, and no one took care of it, and no one dared to care about this dehumanizing massacre.

As a result, the people who survived chose to move and were forced to relocate!

Now these dozen or so families, including me, are homeless, and they have moved here when they heard that there are idle houses here.

We heard about the history of Changjiaao, and we were all scared, but fortunately, we haven't seen any martial arts people since we came here.

You guys...... You're not going to be those killers, are you? I don't have anything to do with the Chang family. ”

After listening to this introduction, Chang Bufu lowered his head deeply, he could feel the helplessness, fear and sadness of the Chang family back then!

"Okay, you go get busy, we're just passing through here, don't worry, it won't hurt you. ”

Chang was not satisfied and comforted the woodcutter, and led everyone to find the old house of the Chang family according to the vague childhood memories of the predecessor.

Fortunately, the dilapidated old house is really alive, but it is already dilapidated and leaking on all sides, and the front and back of the house are covered with wild grass!

Some of the utensils used back then were also rusty and unusable.

This depressed and bleak scene made everyone present feel a great sadness and despair!

Everyone was silent, and they could put themselves in their shoes and think of how painful and heavy their hearts were at this moment.

Xu Changyuan silently stepped forward and grabbed one of Chang Disbe's arms.

She didn't say anything, at this moment, it didn't help to say anything, it was better for him to face it himself.

All Xu Changyuan can do is to stay quietly by his side and "share" this pain with him.

For some reason, it rained in the sky, and this desolate and sad scene, coupled with a bitter rain, made people's hearts even more sad.

The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep!

The sound of prosperity has tormented the world, and the dream is cold, and it has been tossed and turned for a lifetime;

often dissatisfied, he knelt down on the spot, and the childhood memories of his predecessor flashed in front of him like a slideshow.

The beloved windmill, the precious paper kite, the sticky cake dipped in sugar......

The mother's loving smile, the father's sweat, and the scene of the family's walk in the evening flashed one by one......

His knees were weak, and he often knelt in the rain if he was not satisfied!

The nails that are often dissatisfied are deeply embedded in the palm of their hands!

Blood mixed with rain flowed on this homeland, and that bright red was like flowers blooming on the desolation.

I want to see who it is, who did this to my Chang family!

Often dissatisfied, he angrily took out the "scene reproduction mirror" and shone it on his ancestral house.

There was an obscure fluctuation in the space, and even the drizzle in the sky changed the direction of the drift.

The mirror reflected a curtain of light, within which not a single drop of rain could drift in, as if some kind of spell had been cast.

And after the light curtain was formed, it itself was also flooded with ripples, and then the ancient well did not wave!

On the top of the light curtain, human figures of all kinds began to appear, and everything that happened here back then......